Below is the account of a typical
mystical experience, which happened to Canadian psychiatrist
Richard M. Bucke around the turn of the century. He wrote about
it in his book, Cosmic
Consciousness:
I had spent the evening in a great city, with two friends, reading
and discussing poetry and philosophy. We parted at midnight.
I had a long drive in a hansom to my lodging. My mind, deeply
under the influence of the ideas, images, and emotions called
up by the reading and talk, was calm and peaceful. I was in a
state of quiet, almost passive enjoyment, not actually thinking,
but letting ideas, images, and emotions flow of themselves, as
it were, through my mind. All at once, without warning of any
kind, I found myself wrapped in a flame-colored cloud. For an
instant I thought of fire, an immense conflagration somewhere
close by in that great city; the next, I knew that the fire was
within myself. Directly afterward there came upon me a sense
of exultation, of immense joyousness accompanied or immediately
followed by an intellectual illumination impossible to describe.
Among other things, I did not merely come to believe, but I saw
that the universe is not composed of dead matter, but is, on
the contrary, a living Presence; I became conscious in myself
of eternal life. It was not a conviction that I would have eternal
life, but a consciousness that I possessed eternal life then;
I saw that all men are immortal; that the cosmic order is such
that without any peradventure all things work together for the
good of each and all; that the foundation principle of the world,
of all the worlds, is what we call love, and that the happiness
of each and all is in the long run absolutely certain. The vision
lasted a few seconds and was gone; but the memory of it and the
sense of the reality of what it taught has remained during the
quarter of a century which has since elapsed. I knew that what
the vision showed was true. I had attained to a point of view
from which I saw that it must be true. That view, that conviction,
I may say that consciousness, has never, even during periods
of the deepest depression, been lost. (Cosmic
Consciousness pp. 7, 8)
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